The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 769
"There, thousands of years ago, was the last battlefield of Penglai. Tens of thousands of ancient Xiuying's souls were immortal, and they were reduced to slaves in their wanderings." Dao Qing's eyes showed the color of reminiscence, and he slowly responded at this time.

After finishing speaking, Daoqing's spiritual eyes flickered, and then he raised his hand, and a golden light curtain appeared out of thin air.

Within the light curtain, the line of sight can be seen to be desolate.

The sky was shrouded in darkness, and the air contained a terrifying hostility. The ground was full of wreckage, half buried in the black soil, which made people feel chills behind.

The most frightening thing is that in the darkness, there are black shadows passing through from time to time. They are the remnant spirits of Gu Xiu, and some of them emit aura that even Ye Fei in his heyday would be frightened by.

"Most of the strength of these slaves has reached the realm of gods."

"Among them there are soul generals and soul kings who surpass the realm of supernatural powers. They are entrenched in the middle of Penglai, and they continue to write the glory of thousands of years ago in another way." Dao Qing did not hide anything, and explained one by one at this time road.

The Penglai Central Territory is a strange place, equivalent to a soul world, and those who enter it are suppressed by most of their own strength.

If you want to survive in it, you must subdue the soul slaves, and depending on the strength of Wuxiu, the number of soul slaves that can be subdued is limited.

Those who have reached the Nascent Soul Realm can only control five at most, while those who are in the Supernatural Realm can subdue ten, and those who are in the late stage of the Supernatural can control as many as twenty.

"In this way, I have almost no advantage when I enter it." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and the expression on his face became serious at the moment.

He was originally behind the Eastern and Western martial arts experts, but now he is seriously injured, his own strength is only at the Nascent Soul Realm, and he can only subdue five soul slaves. If he meets the Western martial arts experts inside, he may not escape death .

"The old man asked you to find someone, how could you die so easily."

"This bamboo flute is called the Red Immortal. Holding this thing, you will not be restricted by the rules in the Penglai Central Territory. The number of soul slaves you can conquer is also unlimited, but you must remember that you can only conquer lonely souls. Don't provoke the soul general." After Dao Qing glanced at Ye Fei, he handed over the bamboo flute directly.

Ye Fei nodded slightly when he heard the words. The so-called soul generals are actually the same existence as he met Wen Gan before. These powerful soul slaves control many soul slaves.

At the same time, he reached out to take the red flute, and felt a chill in his palm.

Ye Fei couldn't help being shocked, the Lianhua Sword in his body was emitting bursts of sword sounds at this moment.

"Immortal Artifact is indeed an old monster that has survived for thousands of years. It is a fairy treasure if you take it casually." Ye Fei was startled, and at this moment he couldn't help thinking to himself.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei immediately put away the red flute. He glanced at the light curtain above again, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

For Lan Fei, the second floor of this treasury, he had to go all the way, but the person in front of him wanted something for him, if he didn't take the opportunity to kill a wave, wouldn't his fight with that incarnation of Daoqing be in vain? ?

"Senior, this place is dangerous, and I am seriously injured now, can you pass on a life-saving technique." Ye Fei took a deep breath at this time, and raised his hand to the person in front of him at the same time after speaking.

The Taoism mastered by Penglai Guxiu has long been lost in this era, and the person in front of him is undoubtedly a living fossil. The Taoism magical powers he mastered are estimated to be countless.

"You boy, you can't suffer at all."

"Forget it, for the sake of the medical sage, what do you want to learn, even if you say it bluntly, the words come first, and the old man only teaches one style." After taking a look at Ye Fei, Dao Qing responded with a smile.

Ye Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he already had a decision in his heart.

"Great teleportation technique, star shifting." Without thinking too much, Ye Fei said directly.

This technique is extremely extraordinary, although it is a consumable Taoism technique, but three times of ignoring the environment and teleportation limited by space, once learned, it is undoubtedly mastered of the three life-saving supernatural powers.

On the edge of the cliff, Dao Qing was stunned, and couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him.

"You actually know this technique? After the destruction of Penglai, I am afraid that only this old man is left in this world." The expression on Dao Qing's face became much more dignified at this moment.

This star shifting is not a Taoism in the true sense, but a special forbidden method.

As long as you know the prohibition runes and have a lot of attainments in the formation method, you can easily learn it.

"The younger generation knows by chance that Wen Gan has been used before, and the power is really impressive. The younger generation's memory is the priority." Ye Fei also said bluntly that he has been coveting this technique for a long time.

After Dao Qing thought for a moment, the golden light in his palm froze, and he suddenly raised his hand to point at Ye Fei in front of him.

Ye Fei's mind suddenly became clear, and the ancient prohibition methods were imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Thank you, senior." Ye Fei smiled lightly and thanked him.

With his attainments in the formation technique, it can be said that it will not take long to comprehend these forbidden runes, and this technique does not need to be practiced at all, and it is extremely simple to master.

Beside the cliff in front, Dao Qing nodded slightly, and saw him raise his hand again, pointing towards the light curtain in mid-air.

"Whistling..." A gust of wind entrenched the light curtain above the two of them.

After a while, it slowly condensed into a vortex of strong wind, and bursts of tearing force came from it, as if it was about to tear apart the space.

"Enter the vortex, and the old man will be sent to the middle of Penglai." Dao Qing's aura froze, and the terrifying force of coercion was slightly stronger than the incarnation that fought Ye Fei before.

"Wait a minute, senior. Do you have a portrait of the person you are looking for?" Ye Fei asked quickly when he saw the entrance open.

The old man in front of him just told him to find someone, but Ye Fei didn't know who to look for or what that person looked like.

And looking at Daoqing's appearance at the moment, it seems that he didn't intend to reveal too much.

"After you go in, if you meet her, you will be able to recognize her at a glance. Give her the red fairy flute. If you don't find her, the previous agreement between you and me will be void." After Daoqing finished speaking, he immediately shook his sleeves. lift.

Ye Fei, who was on the cliff platform at the top of the mountain, didn't have time to react at this moment, he was dragged up by a majestic force and thrown directly into the vortex of the gang wind.

As Ye Fei's body was swallowed, the strange wind slowly dissipated, and the light curtain in the midair gradually receded at the same time, and finally disappeared into the sky.

On the edge of the cliff, Dao Qing looked calm. He turned around and took a step forward, walking towards the bluestone sculpture in front of him, his figure gradually blending into it.

"Old man, if you can't wake up Fei'er, Ye Mou will definitely smash your sculpture!" Ye Fei shouted angrily, but at this moment, the environment around him has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was dark all around, and the cliffs on the top of the mountain had disappeared without a trace. On the dry land, the darkness exuded a pungent smell.

The sky here is almost the same as the night, and the visibility is extremely low. Looking around, it is all gray. Under the perception of spiritual sense, Ye Fei at this moment is in a deserted mountain range.

The mountains couldn't feel any vitality, and there was an indescribable silence in the air.

"Have you come in already..."

"It really is a desolate battlefield." Ye Fei looked around, his spiritual sense came out at the same time, and he moved forward.

At this moment, he still needs to find some soul slaves first, and then subdue them. Otherwise, in his current state, he might not be able to stay here for too long.

If he encounters a soul slave of the soul general level, he will probably explain it here.

Time passed quietly, and Ye Fei's body was seriously injured. He didn't feel much of the suppressive force in this space, so he could only take out the spirit crystal to recover his spiritual power while walking forward.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Fei suddenly stopped, and there was a distant sound of Guqin in his ears.

"Is someone playing the piano?"

"No, it's a soul slave." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and he realized in an instant that there were almost no other humans in this space except for outsiders like them.

There are only the remnants of Gu Xiu who died tragically in the war thousands of years ago.

The sound of the piano is melodious and long, as if it is pouring out like a complaint, revealing a slight sense of sadness, which makes people feel moved when they hear it.

"Just ahead, take out the bottom of the valley, my spiritual sense can already sense the position of the soul slave, but this soul power seems to be a little weak." Ye Fei frowned slightly, and couldn't help thinking inwardly.

He immediately moved forward, and the soul slave who played the piano had already appeared in his sight.

At the foot of the trough, among the weathered and dark forest stones, traces of scattered corpses can be faintly seen, most of which can no longer be distinguished, and we can only vaguely guess that there are a lot of people who died in this trough.

It is enough to see the tragedy of the war that year.

"This soul slave has less soul power than Foundation Establishment, so it's really weak. No wonder it wasn't taken away." Ye Fei raised his eyes and looked forward, and couldn't help whispering.

Following his gaze, he could see that in the depths of the trough, there was a woman with long hair wearing a green dress, her figure was transparent, and her appearance was very ordinary, but in those eyes, there was an uneasy feeling. Described as bleak.

Just like the piano sound played by this soul, it is like weeping and complaining, with a long history, and there is a sense of loneliness in the plain rhythm ups and downs.

"What's your name?" Ye Fei walked to the bottom of the valley, his eyes fell on the soul slave in front of him.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and in the depths of the trough ahead, the woman in Tsing Yi looked at Ye Fei with a dull expression, and did not respond to his words.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, a self-deprecating look flashed across his face.

Most of the soul slaves of this level have extremely vague consciousness, and this female soul is buried in a low valley, bound by the hostility of this place, and I don't know how long she has been trapped. I am afraid that she has already lost the few remnants left behind.

"Forget it, you and I are destined, Ye Mou will take you out of this place." Ye Fei whispered, a red light flashed in his palm, and the dark red bamboo flute fell into his palm.

(End of this chapter)